Monday, March 31, 2008

How I Became A Sheets: Part 6

Three Little Words

**ok ok ok...it has been quite sometime since I updated a chapter of our love story! Let me catch you up with the main details. Zach had just called me to meet him in the amphitheater. He told me that he liked me, and I told him that the feeling was mutual. It was all very crazy because I had just broken up with 'Guy' within the past 24 hours.

As we sat in the amphitheater, I couldn't believe what was happening. I mean seriously, Guy and I had just broken up, and I was feeling so relieved to be free from any relationship. But I couldn't lie to myself and hold back the bizarre feelings that I was having- feelings of complete confidence in telling this person that I liked him and knowing in the back of my mind that this was much more than just 'like'.

Zach drove me back to my dorm that night, and I felt so giddy and calm all at the same time. I didn't know what our new relationship was going to look like for the next few days because we wanted to be respectful of Guy and of our friends, but we also wanted to hang out together and be happy together! After a few days, the news was out and everyone was surprisingly supportive! Instead of getting bad stares and confrontations from concerned friends, we got support and encouragement. It was more than what I thought I deserved at the time.

Zach was busy with his janitorial business and I was in the middle of one of my hardest semesters at ACU, but we managed to find time late in the evening to hang out. Our favorite place to go was Whataburger after 11pm so that we could get their breakfast taquitos. These are seriously some of the best things ever created. So good. Anyways, we would spend hours upon hours sitting across the booth from one another and sharing stories. We would talk about our families, the places we had been, our spirituality, our embarrassing moments. Speaking of Whataburger and embarassing moments...the second night we showed up at Whataburger, my friends Jen and Erika were there. We ordered our food and got our drinks. On our way to our table, we stopped to talk with them for a few minutes, and somehow Zach ended up spilling his drink all over his crotch. We all got a good laugh out of it, but I did feel really bad for him at the time! Now I just revel in any moments where Zach might be embarrassed.

This part of our relationship was definitely sickening to any fly on the wall around us. We were falling in love-- in a matter of days, hours, minutes....it was happening FAST.

About a week had passed since meeting in the amphitheater, and Zach and I were at Whataburger for our nightly time together. It was close to 2am, but time never seemed to matter when we were together. I never got tired, and I never wanted to leave and go home. As we sat and talked about our past family vacations, I realized that he was staring at me with an intense stare that could make any person feel so vulnerable. My default to any awkward moment is the look down and giggle. So that was what I did...but it didn't work! He was still staring into my eyes and into my soul. I could feel it. My chest felt tight and I could feel my cheeks burning red. I know that I was in mid sentence, but I couldn't remember my words or my train of thought- how can he look at me like that?! I am sure that I tried to blab on through the story, but somewhere in the middle of talking about the best shooting stars outside of Trinidad, Colorado, he stopped me...'I love you Kara.'

Instead of my mind racing and freaking out about this guy professing his love to me. I calmly replied with the only thing that was going through my mind at that moment.

'I know.'

We only stayed at Whataburger for a few more minutes. It just felt like there was no where to go from 'I love you', and our conversation just came to a natural halt. As we left the parking lot to go home, we came to the first stop light. I wasn't quite ready for the evening/early morning to end, because instead of going home I said 'Do you want to go to Nelson Park?'

sidenote: Nelson Park is a place where people can go and 'feed the ducks'. I just felt compelled at 3 am to make sure the ducks were well fed! : )

TBC!

Alright, next chapter is going to be 'Oh No! We are RELATED!' .which....if you read carefully, comes AFTER 'feeding the ducks.' YIKES!

It was 3am when we left Whataburger. Kara was driving. She was about to pull out of the Whataberger parking lot and she said, "What do you want to do?" Zach: "I don't know...I may go home and go to sleep. I'm tired." Kara: "We could go to Nelson Park." Zach: "Okay."

Yeah, well, remember your MOTHER reads this blog too!Hmmm... feeding the ducks...great story writing, and I'm anxious to hear the next installment since I contributed in a rather sneaky way to a big panic on your part.